Tina

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Man we used each other like it was nothing... I was down for him and he was down for me to a certain extent. But it wasn't healthy, like a modern day Bonnie. He was the endrillen rush that I was feening... In the back of my mind I knew I shouldn't have been doing anything for him or riding for him. There was a trauma bond that had me attached to him... it was him I was hooked too. He reminded me of the love of my life, that was  no longer here. They had similar traits. So I was drawn to him, how ever I wanted to save him from the streets. Man it Wasn't even the Dick! It was him, he just had a way with me. I couldn't walk away even if I wanted too. And at times I felt like I had sold my soul to devil....

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